Frankly Faline

I haven’t posted for a long time, have I? Well, I haven’t wanted to! I’ve been moulting and that always makes me feel very grumpy, especially as The Hooman feels the need to pick out all our little tufts of fur and makes me have to grunt at her!

Let’s see, what has changed since the last time I posted. Oh yes, the Cat is back. The natural order of things is restored. You see the cat is my little minion. Other cat’s come around here some time in the night (The Hooman insists it’s 3am and that is wakes the whole house up, but since I can’t tell time without the sun in the sky I can’t possibly take her word for it) Yes, cats come prowling by, and being a rabbit I am highly instinctive and alert so I have to warn the rest of the warren by thumping very hard, quite frequently for a long time until the Hooman lets the stupid pup out to come chase them away. Since The Cat came back the other cats don’t seem to want to come round. It might have something to do with The Cat being a big tough bully cat to all the others, but it cures my problem.

The Cat is scared of us, as he should be! And The Dogs are scared of The Cat. The Dog’s do what The Hooman girl says and of course The Hooman’s purpose in life is to look after us. Do you see how it all went awry with The Cat being missing? I feel much safer at night knowing every thing’s back to normal.

In other news, we got this little hide out thing. My Husbun is very fond of it, I can’t really see why, because aside from snipping off the dangly bits with my teeth it’s pretty boring, and doesn’t do anything.

Now these…
Were far more useful. Great for keeping the teeths worn with. Of course The Hooman sighs and grumbles when I managed to gnaw one in half in just a half hour, but she should be proud. If a tree root ever grows inside the house I’d be snipping through it in no time and then she’s be pleased, wouldn’t she?

I noticed that The Pup had his blogaversary recently. He didn’t invite me and really, I should get some of the credit, because some of those posts were mine. So I have decided to enter his competition, here’s my best, doing nothing pose. We rabbits do it very well don’t you think? So no more point in all you other dogs and things entering anymore.

If that didn’t convince you I’ve also noticed this competition, the Monty Q, here’s my take on it. I do believe I’ll go enter that instead.

Yours, Faline